Dear Missy Novels & Stories

Missy answers. “This is Natasha, my date. She just finished hosting a very successful reading festival for kids. Missy here is working toward her teaching degree.” looking at Natasha. I can't imagine ever being disrespectful to a date, but for this date, in particular, I want to make sure Natasha feels regarded. My thoughtfulness is rewarded as she relaxes at the introduction. “Way to go old man. And you are a lucky lady with this one,” Missy smiles down at us. “You're the first girl he's ever brought in here.”

I ask. Missy goes into the whole explanation on how a girl was glaring at Grace and the girl stood up for Grace. She got into an argument with the girl telling her if she wanted to me meet me, she could. I raise a brow. But didn’t say anything. She and Grace spent the entire day together. I am relieved Grace made a friend, but I don’t trust the girl. “She sounded like she knew who Damian was. Not surprising though that fool sleeps with anything in a skirt. It was hilarious to see two women arguing about that fool.” Missy smacks her thigh standing up. “I better get back to my post.” She says before walking out of the room.

‘I could listen to him laughing forever,’ Cassy purrs, and I blush as she practically speaks my thoughts out loud. ‘Shut up, Cassy,’ I scold her, forcing up a smile to take the teacher’s hand. “Hi, I’m Missy. Thank you for having us.”

“Where are your friends? You didn’t bring them back?” “No,” Missy replied looking Matt up and down. She suddenly realized why she was so anxious to ask him about Alicia and she caught her breath as the realization set in. Like her Mother, Missy was jealous. She wasn’t sure why it bothered her so much all day but as she stood in front of the tall, gorgeous man, she realized that she was jealous at the idea of him noticing another girl her age when he had never paid her that kind of attention.

“That’s just stupid, you get who you get because that person is perfect for you.” “What if the goddess makes mistakes?” Missy turned in the hallway and looked at Jane with big eyes as she gripped her shoulders. “The goddess doesn’t make mistakes, Jane. Let’s head to your first class before Billy comes howling down the hallway and slobbers all over you.” “You know I never told him he was my favourite.” Missy grinned then looking a bit evil. “Oh man, I’m going to have so much fun with that one. Whatever you do, just agree with me and play along.”

She laughs excitedly. "What! Why is he terrifying you? C'mon Annie, you can find a better job if your boss sucks! Your beauty can attract jobs add the fact you are an Einstein!" She whine and blabber. Not the way you are thinking Missy! Actually, he's kind enough! I mouthed. "No Missy! The other way around!" I cut her off. "Oh! You mean, he fuck up your innocent mind. He is handsome and hunk, right?" She started excitedly again. I rolled my eyeballs listening to her rants. She never changes! Handsome, sexy and hunk was her cup of tea.

The impact sent shockwaves rippling toward them, forcing Annabel to brace herself against a boulder. “Elijah!” she yelled. “If you have any bright ideas, now’s the time!” Elijah turned to her, his jaw clenched. “It’s not a thing. It’s a tear.” “A tear?” Damian echoed, disbelief laced in his tone. “What does that even mean?”

"Didn't you hear the news?" She raised her eyebrows and shook my head. "Miss. Taylor got engaged and she is shifting to USA with her fiance... So someone else will be joining today..." "Ohh... I hope that someone will be good, unlike her." I huffed. "May be someone handsome..." She grinned. "But Most of the maths professors are old and ugly." "That's mean" I chuckled and she shrugged. We all stood up when Miss Taylor entered while fixing her big glasses. Her grey hair bounced in ponytail.

I wasn’t interested in fangirling over my childhood bully. “Miss Allen, may I ask what you’re talking about for the past 10 minutes with miss Haynes?” Our teacher Mrs Smith mentally sending daggers to Ginger. She was furious. Her face reddened with anger and the red dress she was wearing wasn’t even helping either. I looked at Ginger and saw her face lose all colour. Come on Ginger make up some excuse. “uh..” great, she’s dead. “hmm, I’m waiting.” Ginger shifted in her seat. She looked like she wanted to pee herself.

"You really went too far this time. Did you know the doctor said Winona's injury was very serious? She almost..." "I didn't push her!" I forced back my tears! Why did he not believe me? Cameron became furious when he heard my denial. "It's alright, Hazel, I forgive you. I know you're angry that I stole our father's love, which is why you did something dangerous. It's okay." Winona appeared in the doorway, her face pale. "Cameron said you fainted. Are you alright? I brought your favorite apple pie! Cameron, could you get a glass of orange juice? Apple pie and orange juice are Hazel's favorite combination."